Daydreaming Opened Up My Eyes

Day 9

If daydreaming was a grade in school I think it would have been my best grade every year. I know for a fact I would pass that class with flying colors every year. I have always had an imagination and always thought outside of the box. Daydreaming opened up my eyes toward something bigger. Even though dyslexia made school horrible for me and I developed a lot of side effects from it. It also helped me think differently than most people every day because I am different than most people.

That’s why it’s so hard for me to stay focused when I’m sitting down during school. If I have no idea what the person is talking about, I’m lost. My mind just shuts off from reality and I go off into my story and my life I created. The nice thing about this and when it happens there are no rules and no right or wrongs. I don’t need to worry about my learning disability. I can’t really screw up or do anything bad or stupid.

When it comes to daydreaming, I think that’s one of the reasons what got me so interested in writing and coming up with new ideas for books. At the time, these ideas and thoughts would just be running through my mind every day. At the time, I didn’t know what to do with those ideas or thoughts I had? I hated writing at the time and wasn’t good at it. I couldn’t fathom writing down my ideas because why would I want to put myself through more of something I sucked at?

Help Me

At this point in my life, I still suck at spelling and grammar and everything else that has to do with that. In the end, I’m not saying this is a good attitude and this will work the rest of my life. For the short time and for the time being. I think if my words and ideas are good enough, then people will forgive and ignore my lack of English skills?

Daydreaming has always been something that has brought me peace. Some days, more importantly, it helped me escape reality and my situation. At times and more times than I would like to admit, I hated my life and who I was and well everything about me. Daydreaming helped me, even though it was for a short time, helped me escape the hard times and issues I was battling every day.

I didn’t like my life I was in and I wanted something better. At the time, I was too young to know how to fix it. Instead of fixing the problem and finding a way, I’ll just put it to the side and create something different. I know not the best attitude and way to go about it haha. At the time, I didn’t care I was just trying to do and focus on what made me happy.

My Pain

When you hear about people, for example, the issues they are going through or battling in life. Usually, they end up turning to something else to ease the pain and help them get through those hard times they are battling. Some people might pick drugs, alcohol, gambling there’s so many examples you could pick.

I never really got into any of those things, I never understood what the big deal was with them? Now I understand the concept of it and taking away the pain, and making you feel better and numbing whatever is hurting you. For me, my drugs and coping mechanism you could say at the time through school was my imagination. I thought about anything and everything you could probably think of. Anything to distract me from class. I would think about anything that would hide the fact that I felt like a loser and was stupid in school, I needed to numb the pain.

I Can Make It

With my daydreaming and imagination even with the lack of confidence, I have in myself. I always envisioned and would see myself being successful somehow someway. Someday I would have an impact on people’s lives. I had no idea how I would do it or when it would happen. But I never stopped seeing it and thinking about it.

Now here we are my crazy imagination helped me to create three books to this day. It helped me build a website from scratch and enter a field I know nothing about. I’m trying to build a career on something that this dyslexic kid maybe doesn’t belong in. For a while, that would scare the heck out of me and I wouldn’t even want to try or would even bother trying. Now, why not give it a try, and take a chance?

If these people can make it maybe I can. Who cares how smart I am or what personal issues I have or battle with every day. If I have a good idea and people want to hear it or maybe it could benefit others, then who cares what I think. Maybe I shouldn’t do it for me this time, maybe I should do it for those that need to hear my story?

You Can Do It

At the time, what seems like a stupid and pointless idea. If you don’t take the chance then you never know what it might lead to? You never know when a good idea might hit, or when you might come up with the next big thing.

Maybe I’m not going to cure cancer or become a doctor in my life. But sharing my story and my ideas I have with my writing or blog posts. I’m not saying that’s going to have an impact on future doctors or anything like that. Maybe it will just be a start to help you keep going and try and learn from what I went through and what I battled over the years. In the end, you can do it, and don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t do it.